had seven
kids and a twenty -stone wife
They lived on the frowned -on side of town,
a simple sort of life
He had a council job since seventy -four
Kept the food in the belly and
the wool from the door
And gave him time to do what he liked best
A trip to the tip, the quick and the dead
The old girl stands and shakes her head
He takes the half -full garbo
down the road
Comes back with a grin and a trailer load
And the kids say, wow, look what
Dad's got this time
Frank once heard a yarn he
believes is true
About a fella named
Flint who made a mint from a
rich bloke passing through
One man's junk is another's delight
So
Frank saw junk in a different light
And now for him too much is never enough
A trip to the tip, a quick and a dead
The old girl stands and shakes her head
He takes the half -full carbo
down the road
Comes back with a grin and a trailer load
The kids say, wow, look what
Dad's got this time
Now
Frank's yard looked like the site
of a nuclear blast
And the neighbours told him years
ago to clean it up, and fast
Frank is sure that all the flack is just because
they want all the good stuff back
And every week his treas
ure piles expand
A trip to the tip, the quick and the dead
The old girl stands and shakes her head
He takes the half -full garbo
down the road
Comes back with a green
man to trail a load
And the kids say, wow, look what
Dad's got this time
Well
Frank's been at it for years
with little to show
No rich bloke from the big
smokes ever given
Frank the go
But
Frank and the tip are stuck like glue
Every
Saturday hour when the kids go to
Scratching round like chook
s in the kitchen scraps
A trip to the tip, the quick and the dead
The old girl stands and shakes her head
He takes the half -full
garbo down the road
And comes back with a
grin and a trailer load
And the kids say, wow, look what
Dad's got this time
And the wife says, truth, what's
Frank brought back this time?
He's a bloody barbwire,
that man!